The Outer God Needs Warmth

I tried to neutralize the poison as best as I could, but there was no major change in the Anselus Kingdom.

Everything seems to be going as expected.

Well, if that were the case, then I’d be the god here.

The only good news is that people with purple hair, including the Anselus royalty, are not being discriminated against.

So, if nothing extraordinary happens, all the harvesters in the Anselus Kingdom will survive.

That’s good.

This went as expected.

Now, if I delay, it will be advantageous for me.

Those who have received my blessing.

No, actually, since I’m the only one in this area, I’ll just call them the harvesters.

Harvesters are biologically superior to ordinary people.

Once they accept me and their bodies turn black with the light, their physical abilities will not only recover but also enhance.

It means they become stronger, faster, and even smarter. I don’t know why simply sharing a bit of me causes these effects, but since it’s useful, I’ll take advantage of it.

So, when a harvester rises, it will spread more and farther.

Especially, many people in the first world start at a level above the ground, not from the very bottom. These people will spread even further.

Just like the descendants of Tissha.

As the number of harvesters increases, another opportunity to rise will present itself.

Maybe by then, I can catch that witch who tricked me and ran away.

But witch hunting is a secondary goal.

I’m really angry that the witch tricked me and ran, but if I ask myself whether it’s essential for me to catch her to achieve my purpose, I’m not sure.

With Yasrel’s technique, it’s already sufficient.

No, actually, it’s not completely sufficient.

The problem with Yasrel’s memory is that its size is enormous.

However, I can’t use Hyungkeshni’s technique.

Even if I remove only the trap part, it’s likely that Hyungkeshni wouldn’t be able to summon me with the techniques she knows.

If I analyze Hyungkeshni’s traps, she throws a fishing line down, pulls in a monster, and puts it into a human body, then turns it into a solid rock.

If she thought of sealing it like that, then I must enter that person’s body.

But the fishing line never reached the ground.

Ten attempts. The fact that it never reached the ground in all those attempts strongly suggests that the problem isn’t with the summoner, but with the technique itself.

Hyungkeshni’s trap was designed so that I would never get caught.

No, seriously, what is she doing?

She seems to have lived a long time, but she’s so clumsy.

Well, if I look up the information on the Witch of Joy, I see that she only appears in little folk tales or casualty reports.

She doesn’t cause major accidents.

Maybe that’s why she’s survived.

Anyway, this witch is so irritating that I’ll ignore her and think about something else.

For now, I’ve put all the information I have back into Yasrel’s knowledge.

But this one seems to be too big.

If it were a book, I could take it all in within three years, but Yasrel’s knowledge takes at least ten years. So, many people die before they can absorb all the knowledge.

Even if time is adjusted, they still need to take it in over a long period.

Otherwise, the brain melts, and they die.

Even if they manage to send the knowledge after taking so long, there’s still a problem.

Hyungkeshni’s book didn’t have such a thing, but when I give Yasrel’s memory, they start using the magic he uses.@@novelbin@@

And most problems are solved with that.

If it’s solved, then?

There’s no need to summon me.

So, they eat well, live well, and procreate...

If that were the case, I’d have the platform to rise later, but the reality isn’t that simple.

Fundamentally, the magic involved in summoning is considered an inhumane and evil magic, so the harvesters end up meeting a tragic end.

They may seem to rise, but then they plummet down like a rollercoaster. If this were stocks, every category would be covered in blue now. Red means profit, and blue means loss.

Moreover, since there’s an option to take everything at the end, you can’t sell it when it’s red.

So, when a harvester’s life turns blue...

In other words, when their life starts falling apart.

By then, they’ll likely get desperate and summon me, but at the point when a harvester’s life rises and then sharply drops, they’ll have already turned into a ruthless criminal, like a murderer.

It means they’re living a chased life.

It’s tough to use a summoning spell that requires dozens of sacrifices when you’re in such a position.

Still, after observing for a while, I see something: the sacrificial offerings for summoning me aren’t just anyone; they must be chosen.

Especially, the person who becomes my vessel is an extremely rare material. Rebecca Rolf was a sacrifice Yasrel had searched for for a long time.

Following the magic used to find that sacrifice, it connects to memories from when I was in the Kingdom of Yeongnyang. The magic used to find sacrifices is probably not the same, but it seems more likely that it’s magic for finding someone needed in the Yeongnyang Kingdom.

There wasn’t a culture of offering sacrifices in Yeongnyang.

Since this is just a guess from watching a foreign film, I’m not sure, but the person wouldn’t be a sacrifice.

And, when looking at the people found, most seem to have received a high-level education in Yeongnyang, which means they’re likely to have spiritual abilities.

Then, Rebecca Rolf must be one of them.

Could she be like a shaman?

Maybe that’s why, even excluding the first world, there are 281 harvesters moving now, but only three are trying.

For reference, those 281 people live in different worlds.

It’s not just a world between the medieval and early modern periods, there are even worlds with names completely different from Gupaibang, like martial arts worlds.

Of course, there are also worlds that resemble the modern era and the future.

But I think it’s a bit strange to see people solving their desires by watching erotic videos as they move toward the future.

Anyway, there are people doing that in virtual reality, and some humans are being raised by mechanical devices like in a certain movie.

At the back, they woke up from a tank full of strange liquid right after receiving my blessing. Then, they were burned by a ray shot by the machine managing the tank.

A malignant change, perhaps?

Well, if the chip and the tube embedded in their heads flew out, that’s what would happen.

In another future world, there was a situation like this. It was a world where people proved their identity with implants embedded in their bodies.

When someone becomes a harvester, the chip embedded in their body breaks, and their identity suddenly disappears. They then became illegal immigrants and were dragged to a detention center.

Am I just not suited for an advanced world?

That would be troublesome.

Luckily, among the 281 harvesters, only five are from future-like worlds.

I can just take the rest from other places.

I confirm my goal while watching how the world flows.

First, the most important goal.

To obtain warmth.

And the key goal for that.

To establish an automatic harvesting system for warmth.

This seems like something that can be partially completed in the future.

I’ve created harvesters to gather warmth for me. When a person dies, the warmth of the deceased flows into me.

With this as the foundation, I plan to spread harvesters across countless worlds to collect warmth.

But there’s a limit to the numbers. Even if I produce harvesters as blessings, if the population increases beyond a certain level, the production can’t keep up.

Fortunately, I’ve discovered that this can pass through bloodlines. While I’m not inside them, the contract is already finished.

So, if I find someone and push myself into them, there’s no need to make a separate contract! Done!

And if there’s a place with many descendants like this, I can go to that world without needing special physical attributes. Whether it’s a guaranteed success or has conditions, I’ll need to check step by step.

Even if I can’t rise, the harvesters will increase automatically.

But this makes me uneasy, so I want to create a representative to make harvesters for me. I blessed hundreds of people in the first world, but only got one person?

The yield is the issue. The yield.

However, I still have no idea how to handle the representative of the blessing.

I need a breakthrough.

If the summoning method reaches a certain level, I’m considering whether I should slip in something like a special lecture on starting a cult that monkeys could do too.

For now, I think I can just piece together what Yasrel did when he created the Future Hope Church.

Looking at this, it really feels rewarding to have patiently endured all this.

Yasrel’s memories are truly a treasure trove.

This is why witches are no good.

Let’s summarize.

Improvements needed in the summoning method.

Confirm the possibility of a blessing representative.

Hunt the witch.

The last one, it’d be nice if I could do it.

Hmm?

While observing harvesters who suddenly rise and then crash down like ghosts, spitting out warmth and disappearing, something big happened in the first world.

A continent-wide famine struck.

I didn’t feel much of it from a human perspective.

It seemed like a few harvesters had been killed or suddenly killed farmers, but the king was explaining in a meeting that it had already been two years of bad harvests.

Apparently, it’s happening in every country.

They’re releasing stored grain and moving for relief, but it seems that’s not easy.

Noble harvesters are high-ranking nobles, yet they’re only eating one meal a day.

I’m not sure if it’s a mini ice age or if a volcano erupted somewhere, but it’s a very severe famine.

I was hoping it wouldn’t drastically reduce the number of harvesters, but a strange flow has emerged.

They shout this word.

The Outer God.

Yes.

Someone who believes in me has appeared. I thought no one would believe in the dead god, but it seems people don’t think like that.

In fact, they say it’s because the Holy God Church killed our god that this happened, and according to them, they brought up an incident over four years ago.

Ah, right. It’s been about four years since I was vaporized by the Holy God’s rays in the first world.

Normally, these kinds of uprisings are directed at the king in the capital, but this time, the arrows were aimed at the Holy God Church. Even the priests of the Holy God Church were killed.

This new group’s logic was harsh.

They said the famine came because the Holy God killed the Outer God.

If that’s not true, then is the Holy God trying to kill us?

Has the god abandoned us?

Some in the Holy God Church tried to incite people by claiming I cursed them when I died, but unfortunately, it didn’t work.

Too many people saw me die.

And the fact that I was the god who gave power to those in despair was really important.

Our god, who never abandoned anyone, even when the Holy God Church did, wouldn’t abandon us.

The first world has a worldview similar to early modern Europe. So, priests were part of the upper class. The poor could hardly even look at them.

I don’t even need to say which side is more convincing.

I thought about separating religion and politics, but looking at it now, primitive beliefs are becoming religions again.

I started paying a little more attention to the first world.